latex and lace

Her woes were shot through with a rocket revelation
burning up the outer layer of her atmosphere
as it burned down the dappled civility of inhibition
Underpaid for the feeling of invincibility  
a life on a stage
where the thrill of seduction rivalled super-heroine dreams
in latex and lace  
and the mask she wore was a reflection of her own face
stripping back the layers of sin
ensnared in coffee and Kahlua
to bare the mechanics of her womanhood
for men discontent to seek out
ancient Eveís nudity in anonymous cyber space
It was as simple as the will to survive
living on student wages
nourished by the bland hand of ramen noodles
for a seven day diet
her limbs uncoiling in expressionless repetition
for another night of sexed up sleeplessness
just for a tip in her garter and the promise
of half price lap dances (after the club cut of 50%)
Seated men with permanent boners
in the half light of look-donít-touch
semi-drunk, hearts bordering on heart attack palpitations
sexless wives forgotten, asleep at home
all for a glance and finger grazing of perfect thighs
fumbling with slipping the tip
eyes transfixed within the cleavage of another nights
showpiece shedding her skin for a stage-made masquerade
dirty talking and draping hungry limbs over guitar sting men
for a 50% commission
that always equals zero on a bad night
© Indie Adams 2013
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
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